'Well, for instance doctor.. When I drive down a road, it could be any road. The memories which are held to that road are many, from any and every past life lived.
Happy memories,
sad memories,
Indifferent,
and they CROWD me so. It's like I can't breathe doctor.
No longer can I BE anywhere, GO anywhere,
and feel the peace of a new day.'
'Ahm'. The doctor let out a slight noise to acknowledge the time and looked towards the clock on the wall.
'Will it be the same time tomorrow then?'
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